Posted on Jan 19, 2014, 1:23 am
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It was typical day in India in April of 2013. The weather was becoming warmer. It was my 4th month in India for limb lengthening at Dr. Sarin's guesthouse and that morning my roommate and I both have pancakes for breakfast. We are both bound to our beds due to our operations and Dinish is the indian maid who brings us our 3 meals per day. I am eating my last bite when suddenly I receive a phone call from Canada. I feel a little bit uncomfortable because I don't often receive calls and usually if I do receive calls, they're often bad news. My roommate from Canada is on the other end and he said, "C****, "I just saw your girlfriend leaving the house at 10pm and entering another man's car." It is dark and rainy night in Vancouver.
My heart drops for a moment. Then I call her cellphone. After several attempts, she finally answers the phone. I feel something is wrong. She is speaking to me in a washroom because I can hear the vibration of the washroom. I ask her if she is going to wait for me. She says, the answer is the same. (I have asked this question before). Then I tell her how much I miss her.
3 weeks later while I await to have my 5th surgery at Dr. Sarin's Hospital to re-break my lower tibiae. The prospect is gloomy. I had 4 surgeries before this and none of them ended up well. My girlfriend dumps me at this moment. My roommate describe to me the last time that he sees her. And this image still lingers in my mind. She is with another guy who came with a white Mercede Benz. And he helps her move out of the house. After 4 months of promise to wait, it finally comes to an end.
It was a hard feeling for me but it was also good because I could then focus on the danger at hand. My problem at that moment was that I have stayed in India for 4 months so far. My funds are running out. I came to India with zero dollar. It was all borrowed money from the credit line. My left leg was at only 3cm and the bone has already consolidated and the right leg was at 6cm. Some people told me to just shorten my right by 3cm, to make both 3cm, and then go home. I refused!
How did it came to this? Well, for one, I lengthened too slowly for my body. I only turned at 1.25 but my left consolidated. Plus I was consuming too much calcium supplement. And for two, I had a host of other problems before that, like the pin was hitting my nerve in the first month of January. I couldn't bend my knee. So we were focusing on how to deal with those problems. Then in February, I had a knee infection and was incapacitated for 1 month. In March, I realized my leg wasn't lengthening. Everything was bending, the metal frame was bending, the pin was bending, but my leg was the same. Dr. Sarin did a few tweaking but it didn't work. So came April and after 4 months, I only achieved 3cm.
After my girlfriend dumped me, my head became clearer. I realized I had only 1.5 months left. I had exactly 28 days to lengthen and 20 days after that to recover in India before I have to go back home. That wasn't what the doctor advised, but I had to come home. I was in debt for 23k at that time so I needed my job. My company only allowed me another 2 months.
So at that moment, I already had 5 surgeries. I realized that I needed to turn 2mm per day for the next 28 days to achieve 8cm. Again, it wasn't advised, but that was exactly what I did. I came to the operation room on May 28 with 8.2cm (from 3cm) on my left leg and 7.8cm on my right. Dr. Sarin was shocked to see that I got so much in such a short time. I asked Dr. Sarin to cut it to 8cm and he did.
My next problem was that my legs seem like they were all butchered up from so many operations that I wasn't going to walk again. (I will post the pictures later).
I certainly didn't planned for my LL journey to be like this. Just few months before coming to India, I stumble on a website call old forum . I didn't have any money so Dr. Sarin was the only choice.
Why did I took such a big risk? I don't know. The only diary which I read was STforLife and he didn't fully recover. So what was I thinking? I had everything in Vancouver, a girlfriend who I have met for 2 months and who liked me despite my height. I have an okay job.
All along I didn't know I was walking into a profit scheme created by Sysop/Apot (aka sysop) and Crazy 6+. Crazy was also offering some wrong advices in India who screwed me over. And I wouldn't hire Sunny again. He kept telling me he already tried his best. When the air condition broke, I spent many sleepness night drowning in my own sweat at Indian's scotchingly hot summer temperature of 50+ degrees.
Anyway, despite all the trouble, I still think Dr. Sarin wasn't that bad when I was there. He offered LL at an affordable price. I wasn't expecting a spa. And I was treated with respect. I had 6 surgeries in all and stayed there for 6 months. So I really don't think he has made that much money off from me. Sandy was the next manager after Sunny. Sandy was good and he took good care of me and my roommate.
My heart drops for a moment. Then I call her cellphone. After several attempts, she finally answers the phone. I feel something is wrong. She is speaking to me in a washroom because I can hear the vibration of the washroom. I ask her if she is going to wait for me. She says, the answer is the same. (I have asked this question before). Then I tell her how much I miss her.
3 weeks later while I await to have my 5th surgery at Dr. Sarin's Hospital to re-break my lower tibiae. The prospect is gloomy. I had 4 surgeries before this and none of them ended up well. My girlfriend dumps me at this moment. My roommate describe to me the last time that he sees her. And this image still lingers in my mind. She is with another guy who came with a white Mercede Benz. And he helps her move out of the house. After 4 months of promise to wait, it finally comes to an end.
It was a hard feeling for me but it was also good because I could then focus on the danger at hand. My problem at that moment was that I have stayed in India for 4 months so far. My funds are running out. I came to India with zero dollar. It was all borrowed money from the credit line. My left leg was at only 3cm and the bone has already consolidated and the right leg was at 6cm. Some people told me to just shorten my right by 3cm, to make both 3cm, and then go home. I refused!
How did it came to this? Well, for one, I lengthened too slowly for my body. I only turned at 1.25 but my left consolidated. Plus I was consuming too much calcium supplement. And for two, I had a host of other problems before that, like the pin was hitting my nerve in the first month of January. I couldn't bend my knee. So we were focusing on how to deal with those problems. Then in February, I had a knee infection and was incapacitated for 1 month. In March, I realized my leg wasn't lengthening. Everything was bending, the metal frame was bending, the pin was bending, but my leg was the same. Dr. Sarin did a few tweaking but it didn't work. So came April and after 4 months, I only achieved 3cm.
After my girlfriend dumped me, my head became clearer. I realized I had only 1.5 months left. I had exactly 28 days to lengthen and 20 days after that to recover in India before I have to go back home. That wasn't what the doctor advised, but I had to come home. I was in debt for 23k at that time so I needed my job. My company only allowed me another 2 months.
So at that moment, I already had 5 surgeries. I realized that I needed to turn 2mm per day for the next 28 days to achieve 8cm. Again, it wasn't advised, but that was exactly what I did. I came to the operation room on May 28 with 8.2cm (from 3cm) on my left leg and 7.8cm on my right. Dr. Sarin was shocked to see that I got so much in such a short time. I asked Dr. Sarin to cut it to 8cm and he did.
My next problem was that my legs seem like they were all butchered up from so many operations that I wasn't going to walk again. (I will post the pictures later).
I certainly didn't planned for my LL journey to be like this. Just few months before coming to India, I stumble on a website call old forum . I didn't have any money so Dr. Sarin was the only choice.
Why did I took such a big risk? I don't know. The only diary which I read was STforLife and he didn't fully recover. So what was I thinking? I had everything in Vancouver, a girlfriend who I have met for 2 months and who liked me despite my height. I have an okay job.
All along I didn't know I was walking into a profit scheme created by Sysop/Apot (aka sysop) and Crazy 6+. Crazy was also offering some wrong advices in India who screwed me over. And I wouldn't hire Sunny again. He kept telling me he already tried his best. When the air condition broke, I spent many sleepness night drowning in my own sweat at Indian's scotchingly hot summer temperature of 50+ degrees.
Anyway, despite all the trouble, I still think Dr. Sarin wasn't that bad when I was there. He offered LL at an affordable price. I wasn't expecting a spa. And I was treated with respect. I had 6 surgeries in all and stayed there for 6 months. So I really don't think he has made that much money off from me. Sandy was the next manager after Sunny. Sandy was good and he took good care of me and my roommate.
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